Dozo America

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Zhen Fan was so worried about this matter that after arriving at the place Sarah mentioned, he still repeated this sentence.

"get off!"

Sarah didn't talk nonsense to him and directly ordered him to get out of the car. Then what caught Zhen Fan's eyes was a residential complex. Then the two of them entered the elevator, and Sarah clicked on the fifteenth floor.

"You don't know how to kill people and silence them!"

Zhen Fan tried to tell a joke, but got a blank look from Sarah.

In the first room on the left on the fifteenth floor, Sarah took out the key, opened the door, and shook her head towards Zhen Fan. The meaning of this action was obvious, come in.

“Sit wherever you want, tea or coffee!”

"Coffee, thank you!" Zhen Fan sat on the sofa. The house was not big, and the layout was very simple. Everything revealed Sarah's simple and clear style. The house was just like her.

Sarah brought a cup of coffee, and she took a can of soda drink, sat next to Zhen Fan, then took a sip and looked at Zhen Fan fiercely.

"What's the matter?"

Zhen Fan was a little embarrassed when she saw him.

"You know what I'm looking at, and I also know why you were at Gary Peterson's villa. It seemed like a gathering between friends, but you accidentally found a body buried under a pine tree?

Zhen, I know your ability, and this is what I value, why can’t you cooperate with CBI?”

Sarah did not make any exciting moves or sarcastic remarks about Zhen Fan. She invited Zhen Fan to her home just to ease the inexplicable impulse between the two.

Yes, she admitted that there was an inexplicable impulse between the two. She even felt like confronting Zhen Fan when she saw him. Of course, this was just her idea, and it had always been her idea.

This may be why Zhen Fan was full of gunpowder from the first meeting with Sarah.

But she ignored it. Isn't it because Zhen Fan occupies a very important position in her heart? Maybe it was because of the danger that the two experienced at the lakeside that made the two of them feel each other.

Different from others.

"I don't understand..." Zhen Fan put down his coffee cup and shrugged his shoulders.

"Okay, let's talk frankly!" Sarah simply expressed her thoughts, "I know that you have a...how to say...the ability to be like a psychic. I admit, I used to be...

I’m biased, but in Bettel Lake, I already believe what you say.”

"I know this!"

Zhen Fan nodded, then took another sip of coffee.

"Then... why do you want to interrupt our cooperation?" Sarah stood up and posed in front of Zhen Fan, with one hand on her hips and the other on her chin, "I need a capable person like you.

, so... we can’t delay you from becoming a doctor. We will only seek your opinion on problems that are difficult to solve."

"That's it..." Zhen Fan frowned, then shook his head firmly, "Sorry, Sarah, I don't think I can do it."

"Why?"

Sarah's tone became much more serious.

"Because... this is very complicated and involves a lot of things you can't believe. And in cases related to these aspects, I also want to tell you, don't get involved, otherwise you will destroy yourself!"

Zhen Fan said it very solemnly.

"It seems...our conversation was really...forget it, let me cook you a dinner. I haven't cooked dinner myself for a long time, although it's not as good as your craftsmanship."

Sarah decided not to dwell on this issue, as it would definitely be fruitless. Neither of the two could convince the other.

To be honest, Sarah's craftsmanship is quite good.

Zhen Fan finished the last piece of steak and wiped his mouth.

"It tastes good. I couldn't tell you that you have such cooking skills!" Zhen Fan smiled, "In the beginning, I did have the intention of looking down on you!"

"Have a cup of tea!"

Sarah smiled and thoughtfully held a cup of tea and placed it in front of Zhen Fan.

"Why is it so good?"

Zhen Fan was a little flattered by such attentiveness. It was rare to see Sarah's gentle side. When he met her, he was really not used to it.

"You just said that you did underestimate me! Didn't you?"

Sarah smiled and sat next to Zhen Fan, and took a sip of tea herself.

"Okay, I won't advise you anymore, it's up to you!"

"It's long overdue, Sarah. To be honest, there are too many secrets in this world that we cannot detect, even with the best science and technology in the world. We can now understand people and nature.

The mystery is just a very small part, insignificant.”

"Maybe!"

Sarah was obviously absent-minded. She didn't want to discuss this with Zhen Fan. Sure enough, after coughing twice, Sarah showed an expression that was difficult to explain.

"If you want to talk about joining CBI, then don't speak. Other than that, I can talk to you about anything." Zhen Fan looked at her expression and quickly shut up.

"Didn't I say that I won't discuss this issue with you again!" Sarah shrugged indifferently, then hesitated and said, "But as a friend, can you explain to me some mysteries that I can't understand?"

"Okay, that's no problem!"

As long as he didn't convince himself to join CBI, we could talk about anything, and Zhen Fan agreed without even thinking about it.

"First of all, who is the girl who was killed? Who is the murderer?"

Sarah smiled and expressed her doubts.

"Hey, Sarah, as you said, I am not a member of the CBI." Zhen Fan quickly raised his hands, "You have crossed the line. This is our agreement!"

"I didn't say you were." Sarah smiled triumphantly as if her conspiracy had succeeded, "But this is indeed a doubt in my heart. Although I have asked people to investigate the situation, in order to solve this doubt as soon as possible,

So...can you tell me the answer?"

"Okay, just this once!"

Zhen Fan was helpless.

"The victim's name is Elizabeth Glass, a rising star in Hollywood. Of course, that was ten years ago. The murderer is the former owner of the house, Dave Hagenberg. I believe you should have guessed this, but, you

If we can't catch him now, he probably won't be in California."

"So... this alone is not enough. Is there any evidence that can convict him? For example, a murder weapon or something?" Sarah asked further.

"The murder weapon was a pistol, a Browning M1903 caliber 9mm, free-action, with an ammunition capacity of 7 rounds. But he always kept the pistol with him."

"Is there any way to prove that this poor girl was shot to death by that pistol?"

Sarah continued to ask.

Zhen Fan was very cooperative this time, and he immediately replied: "It is entirely possible to prove it, because the bullet casing fell next to Elizabeth's body, because it was raining heavily that day and it was dark, and Elizabeth was shot.

After the attack, Dave wanted to get back the shell casing, but he was too panicked. The shell casing fell on the ground, washed away by rain, and buried in the nearby soil, which is why Dave never found it."

"The pistol has a gun license. You can check it. If you find the shell casing and your identification of the body, you will probably arrest the producer!"

Zhen Fan stretched his waist.

"Can you point me to the exact location of the bullet casing?"

"About five or six meters away from the body, facing south, that's where I feel."

Zhen Fan took another sip of coffee.

"Okay, that's it for today. Do you need me to take you back? Or you can take a taxi yourself. I have to go to the scene and have a look. It's best if what you say is the truth!"

Sarah said and picked up a coat that was placed on the sofa.

"Have I been abandoned by you?"

Zhen Fan couldn't help but mutter.

"No, no, let's stay away for now!" Sarah said, already standing at the door, watching Zhen Fan stand up slowly, "Do you need to stay a while?"

"No, let's go together!"

This is the most obvious eviction order. Zhen Fan is very shameless towards Sarah's behavior of killing a donkey, but he is also helpless!

Sarah finally sent Zhen Fan home. No matter what her thoughts were, Zhen Fan called this action an uneasy conscience, which was despised by Sarah.

Seeing Sarah speeding towards Beverly Hills, Zhen Fan couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, this woman is really a workaholic, no wonder she doesn't have a boyfriend yet.

But why does she have to have a boyfriend?

Zhen Fan was suddenly startled by his own thought. Do I like her? No, this is a joke. But looking at Sarah's attitude towards him, maybe this woman likes him, right?

Well, this is all my imagination.

Zhen Fan cleared his mind. Although he understood that Sarah had dragged him into the CBI circle in disguise, he was not very disgusted. This may be an attitude.

When I went to the clinic the next day, Bit.

Jackson and Gary

The two Petersons were already waiting for Zhen Fan in the waiting room. This time Gary...

Peterson seemed to completely trust Zhen Fan.

"Did the same thing happen yesterday?" Zhen Fan looked at Gary.

Peterson, "I mean, the weird things that happen at night."

"No, no!" Gary.

Peterson shook his head, "I slept at Bit's place yesterday. To be honest, I had some misunderstandings about you before. I'm sorry, Doctor Zhen, I just want to apologize to you."

"I accept your apology, Mr. Peterson!" Zhen Fan nodded, "However, this matter is not over yet. If the murderer is not brought to justice for a day, your bad situation will continue.

"

"I know you have a way, Doctor Zhen, please help me!"

Gary﹒

Peterson's words were very sincere, like a desperate person suddenly seeing a glimmer of hope. That kind of desire is not something others can understand.

"Of course, but..."

"I know that the agreed price will not change. I will add an additional US$50,000. This will be entirely borne by me, and I guarantee it will be after tax!"

Gary﹒

Peterson may have wanted to use this method to express his apology.

"I know, it's settled. You stay at Bit's house for one more night, and you will go to your villa with me tomorrow. It's agreed that there will only be three of us. No one more can be allowed." Zhen Fan nodded.

"And... I hope this matter doesn't get spread. This will be very beneficial to both you and me."

"Don't worry, I can swear to God!" Gary.

Peterson held up one of his palms.

"I can do it too!" Bit.

Jackson also raised his palms.